The Brewing Storm

Watch Out! A storm’s a brewing
And it’s picking up a pace
With hurricane force winds
Pushing forward in the race

To lash out across the mainland
To thrash with brutish force
And pound with might and magnitude
On its way and on its course

To drench the land in wetness
With floods that overflow
And damage trees and buildings
That stand where it might go

To disrupt the roads and railways
To cause havoc with the power
To bring misery and chaos
In the eye of its peak hour

And by the name of St Jude
This depressing storm will sear
On the feast day of its namesake
For lost causes in the year

So batten down the hatches
Weather out the storm inside
And be prepared for some disruption
Until it all subsides.

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